Prologue
I stared across the field to the other edge of the woods. I could see my friends, my family. Their eyes were trained on me and they were filled with disgust. I was a traitor to them, and always would be. But they didn't know the truth-didn't know why I was here. I longed to sprint and join them, but my thoughts were interrupted by a luminous figure. I looked up into his eyes.
"You're not thinking of running, are you?" He questioned me in his low voice and I wanted to smack him.
Instead, I held my tongue, "Why would I do that?"
He circled around me, his arms snaking around my waist as he whispered into my ear, "You want to run to them, tell them what the big bad wolf did to you. You want to prove you aren't a traitor," he paused, "but you are a traitor. You didn't put up that much of a fight when I had you. You kissed me. Face it, Arleigh. You don't want to leave."
"You don't know me and you don't know what I want," I spoke through gritted teeth. He chuckled and kissed me neck. I froze so as not to shiver in delight.
My father stared at us with disgust and fury in his eyes. Bringing up my knee, I slammed my heel down on Hayden's foot and elbowed him in the gut. He hissed and grabbed me tightly, everyone in his pack watching us, as well as everyone from my pack, "You don't ever disrespect me like that, understood?"
I growled back at him, "Go to hell."
He shoved me on the ground and I stayed there, on my elbows, glaring at him fiercely, my eyes watering from how much physical pain I felt. He had grabbed my arms tightly and thrown me hard on the ground. His eyes softened and he made a gentle move towards me, but I backed away and he stopped. Swearing, he turned on his heel and made his way to the front lines, standing directly across from my father. I stood behind the Black Shadow Pack, behind enemy lines, and watched with sad eyes as my father shouted orders.
This was a war, and I was in the crossfire. Maybe not physically, but I knew I was the tipping point. Hayden glanced back at me and I reluctantly stepped forward, taking my place next to him.
"I don't want to do this," I whispered to him.
He remained silent, looking at me before answering simply, "I know."
The Blood Dawn Pack charged and all hell broke loose.
A/N: So this is basically an excerpt of a future chapter in the story, and it's just kind of there to get it going. I promise you the chapters are definitely longer than this haha. Please read on and thank you for any type of support!
PS Arleigh is pronounced like Harley without the H :)
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Behind Enemy Lines
Werewolf"I don't trust you," I told him, refusing to go. He smirked, "You shouldn't." Arleigh Blackburn has always dreamed of the day she would meet her mate. She imagined he would be her knight in shining armor, smiling down at her with love in his ey...
